Asta X Noelle Lemon Novels & Stories

Then she let out a dry, raspy chuckle and reached down, grabbing a small brown jar instead of the blue ones. "Take this," she said, slapping it on the wood. "Dried dandelion root, bitter melon, and ash-leaf. It won't starve you, but it'll flush the remaining fluid out of your tissue and tone your muscle within a week. Five dollars." I dropped the cash on the counter, along with the money for the ash wash. "You've got a look in your eye tonight," Maeve said, stirring the thick grey copper paste for my scent blocker. "You look like a girl who stopped waiting on a ghost."

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"What if I promise to just come out easily?" "I can't risk it, Luna. There's a lot at stake if I lose you. Please understand that" he replied holding the pill closer to me. "What's in it?" I questioned taking it out of his hand and looking a little closer. "Benophalein, Phenilezenathen, Rynerol, Sominex and umm... powdered Wolfsbane Cannabis," he replied. "That last one isn't available in drugstores." "Wolfsbane?!" I questioned.

“Don’t finish the lemon one.” “I don’t like lemon pastries,” Rafael said. Noelle looked at him. “I was talking to Sasha.” “I won’t touch it,” I said. “Good. It’s mine.” She walked out while typing a message, leaving the door to close softly behind her. The room changed. No music stopped. No lightning struck the building. There was only the sound of the air-conditioning becoming noticeable again and the smell of coffee suddenly turning too strong. I started putting the documents into the folder.

LENNOX Ashton's kitchen was adorned with black and orange Halloween streamers and pumpkin lanterns, creating a festive atmosphere. I carefully arranged various bottles of liquor on the countertop - tequila, vodka, and flavored rum. In addition, I had bought two six-packs of beer, a jug of orange juice, and a liter of Rees' Soda. Ashton frowned at the assortment. Raising an eyebrow, I said, "You told me to get a variety. Well, here it is. It meets your requirements."

comes the remark of a lean blonde bartender with a mole beside his lower lip that appears quite dark under the red shade of lights overhead. “Call me Nio,” I look at his name tag, “Axel, and bring whatever you want to. Everything is probably alcoholic.” “Right away, sir,” he turns around and takes out a long neck jug with some green sparkly liquid. He pours it in one of the tiny glasses he grabs from the rack below and slides it on from me. “I hope it is poisoned, Axel,” I nod, eyeing the bubbles rising in my drink. “Because if it is, I’ll award you.”

Alpha Jaxon. “Set it on the side stool,” Jaxon informed her. She did as she was told, bowed again, and exited as quietly as she came. A blend of mint, chamomile, and something sweet I couldn't place, wafted into my nose. I exhaled slowly at the strangely calming effect the aroma alone had on me. “You like it?” Jaxon asked with a small smile. I nodded slowly in response. “What's in it?” “Mint, Chamomile, and a hint of valerian root. It helps with sore muscles and sleep,” he explained, and picked up the cup. “Here

He sniffed, narrowed his eyes at him. "Oh well, we have together because we played truth or dare, you know." He said wiggling his eyebrows playfully. "You shouldn't do that to her, Alpha Max will literally kill you." He glared at him, he was loyal to his best friend obviously, he won't betray him or whatsoever. "No worries, mate." He said in a British accent. "Shut up." Cole replied back with the same accent. - "This tinny space is squeezing my body." She groaned, she tried to take deep breaths, calming her anxiety.

Grayson says taking the glass pieces from my hand and continuing to clear them from the floor. Zac’s concern is etched on his face as he sees the tiny dots of blood on my palm. I smile politely and bow, “Alpha Austin, Alpha Raymond, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” “Congratulations Luna Isla,” Alpha Austin says returning my bow. “Yes yes, congratulations Luna. I sure hope you didn’t hurt yourself just now... Seems the glass may have been a bit..weak” Alpha Raymond says with a wink. I tense up at his words and just smile.

He clearly hadn't meant it when he said he wanted to start over with her and date her for marriage. All that talk about love and weddings and the whole shebang was but a joke. None of his gentle promises mattered because Xyla was his only priority. Noelle drove to Summer Night Bar after that. She didn't care that she was speeding down the road; seeing the scenery outside pass by in a blur cheered her up somewhat. The bartender had seen her enough times to know her by name. "Ms. Xanthos, what will you be having tonight?" Noelle sat down by the bar and said, "The usual. Where's Lorraine?"